Chapter 134

After the whirlwind of the day, filled with laughter, shouts of joy, and the occasional clash of toys, Damien and Charlotte finally found sanctuary in their living room. The day had been a blur of red-faced giggles and the delighted squeals of their young son, Leo. Each moment spent with him—chasing him through the park, watching him explore with wide-eyed wonder, or simply enjoying ice cream beneath the shade of a tree—had been more exhausting than they anticipated, yet undeniably rewarding.
As they sank into the soft, welcoming embrace of their worn-out couch, Charlotte leaned back, exhaling deeply. The cozy atmosphere of their home seemed to cradle them like a tender hug. Shadows danced gently around the room, illuminated by the soft light of the table lamp, casting a warm glow against the walls. The weight of the day began to lift, gradually replaced by a sense of calm enveloping them both like a comforting blanket.
“You know,” Charlotte said, her voice soft as she nestled closer to Damien, “it feels surreal that we manage to keep up with his energy level.” She chuckled lightly, recalling how she had tried to keep Leo from tumbling into the mud after his enthusiastic sprint towards the playground. “I thought I would collapse after our picnic, but he still had enough pep to run laps around me.”